Where for art thou ...

... sunshine?

It has been raining for a week. It's summer next Wednesday and the average temperature at the moment is hovering around the ever-so-balmy 15 degree mark. Can you believe it? What am I, in England or something? Sheesh!

We braved the cold and the rain though last Sunday and hired a car and got out of the city for the first time since we arrived in London. We drove up to Oxford for breakfast and then onto Stratford-upon-Avon, which is Shakespeare country, for the rest of the day.

Despite the wind and the rain (there were lots of it) we had a really nice time.

I am forever astounded by the amount of history in England and Stratford-upon-Avon didn't disappoint. I was standing in a house that was built in the 1500s where William Shakespeare was born. Is that not mind-blowing or what?

Suffice to say, the sun showed it's weary head at around 5:30pm when we were due to start driving home.